it was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

so the news of my relationship leaked. and i was so naive and ignorant to think it would just go over smoothly. parents kicked him out. forced me to come home for a few days. probably selling our place and i have to find a new place to rent now. it caused the most dramatic of changes and I havent been able to stop crying. and living with him for the last like, 7 months- every single thing i see reminds me of him and memories together. at the grocery store, driving, music, hikes, foods, animals, phrases, tv shows, people, etc. and it kills me. but were trying to figure things out. its complicated and i could lose everything in my life, my family and support if i go against my parents wishes, but we'd do anything to be together and i cant imagine not having him in my life every day. hes at our place now getting his things out so when i get home, his closet will be empty, his things removed from their location, his tv gone from the bedroom, his body wash and cologne and drumsticks and sketchbook and sugary snacks and everything will be gone. and that is going to break me down so hard and fast, it makes me cry just thinking about him being removed from my life metaphorically through his tangible belongings. hopefully not for too long though.